our mastery of peanut butter
I know you are all anxiously waiting for a report on the efficacy of my mouse trap.

This is an empty bucket. Turns out our mouse was not in fact a C++ or Star Wars fan, and my trap was ineffective.
Unfortunately for the mouse, Adam (the flatmate who does not share my mouse-killing scruples) laid a much more effective (and painful) trap, which yielded a small grey corpse within the hour.
You were a worthy opponent, young mouse. In the end though, you were simply no match for Homo sapiens and our mastery of peanut butter.
R.I.P.




Nik Wakelin
Oliver Clarke
Brutal!